In the roaring music, Zhuo Junyan walked out of the long street step by step, stepping on the blood and minced meat on the ground, creating a muddy and bloody mess.
There were still a few officers and soldiers alive on the long street, but all of them were petrified with fear.
They held knives and swords, but they were like mantises holding up their swords, pointing at the sun and moon, trying to maintain their fighting spirit, but they had no intention of fighting.
Walking among the crowd, I looked upon the common people as if they were nothing, and looked down upon the soldiers as if they were ants.
Zhuo Junyan's words were like the winter solstice: "Do you remember everything I said?"
After hearing this, no one dared to hesitate anymore, they all threw away their weapons and fell to the ground.
Look around.
The streets are full of people lying on their backs, but the God of Death is alone.
The wind blew by, bringing with it a smell of blood and a touch of coolness.
The weather is still warm, but my heart is already cold.
"Very good." Zhuo Junyan hugged the Vulcan Cannon and looked back at Yu Weiyang: "Let's go."
Yu Weiyang took a long breath and followed Zhuo Junyan out.
She lowered her head and followed Zhuo Junyan's footsteps. She couldn't calm down for a long time, and the cold wind started to rise in her body again. Then, wherever she passed, frost covered the place, and it fell on the corpses on the street, making them look even more desolate and desolate.
No one dared to stop Zhuo Junyan, and Zhuo Junyan just walked so coolly.
He looked at Yu Weiyang and knew that although she was forced to change her gender, after all, it was not the real her. Facing such killing, it would be difficult to accept it.
So he turned off the war song and switched to tenderness mode.
He said softly: "Actually, this is the best way."
"The best way?" Yu Weiyang was puzzled.
Zhuo Junyan nodded: "Yes. People will always die in wars, but do you know what kind of war kills the most people?"
Yu Weiyang shook her head blankly.
Zhuo Junyan said: "An evenly matched war."
Yu Weiyang is smart after all.
She understood: "Those who are evenly matched will not end the fight until the last breath. Instead, like now, they crush the enemy forcefully and frighten the enemy, but they have the least casualties?"
"Yes."
Although it is a quibble, it is also true!
When two forces collide, the more equal their strengths, the more they have to fight to the end. Often in the end, the loser loses everything and loses everything, and the winner also pays a heavy price.
And like now, despite the tragic death and injury, there are actually only a few dozen dead officers and soldiers, and one or two hundred injured. The medical skills here are much better than those in the old world on Earth, and there are many martial arts practitioners, so the injured will die instantly.
There are not many cases.
Zhuo Junyan used the force of thunder to suppress everyone's psychology, so there was no need to continue killing.
But even so, Yu Weiyang still felt uncomfortable.
Can’t she just say something without beating her?
But he never said it out loud.
When Zhuo Junyan showed his ability to store things, she already realized the difference in Zhuo Junyan.
This man has a huge secret within him.
He has mysterious and powerful weapons. He claims to have lost his memory, but he doesn't act like an amnesiac at all.
Everything about him is so mysterious, his thoughts, his voice, his performance, and his abilities are all very different from ordinary people.
Even the way he behaves is so different.
Although he kept saying that intimidation was to reduce killings, Yu Weiyang could still feel that there was a hidden purpose behind Zhuo Junyan's words.
But on the other hand, Zhuo Junyan was not lying.
Everything he did seemed to be without order and purpose, but his behavior as a person was not like that.
He has a special purpose, a hidden method, and a mysterious origin, all of which portend something.
On the ancient long street, Yu Weiyang followed Zhuo Junyan away from the battlefield.
She lowered her head and thought for a while, then she suddenly said: "Are you a god? A visitor from heaven?"
Zhuo Junyan thought for a while and did not answer, but asked: "Has anyone claimed to be an immortal before?"
Yu Weiyang replied: "Too many."
Too.
There are too many people who pretend to be reincarnated as gods and blessed by gods.
Either true or false.
It may not be an easy task to find out who are the former hosts in this way.
So he laughed.
He said: "You can think of me this way."
He didn't deny it.
It's not necessary either.
Visitors from outside the world can also be interpreted as gods from outside the world, it doesn’t matter.
What matters is that you have the power to control your own destiny.
Yu Weiyang didn't expect that he would really admit it, her beautiful eyes flickered: "What's the purpose?"
"You can take your time and guess. If you guess right, I won't deny it. But remember you only have one chance for each question." Zhuo Junyan said and put away the Vulcan Cannon.
They had now arrived at a remote alley.
Zhuo Junyan walked towards the end of the alley until he came to a corner and stopped.
He looked at Yu Weiyang. The chill in Yu Weiyang's body was receding quickly, and her mood was regaining stability. However, her long hair was a bit whiter and her face looked more haggard.
Zhuo Junyan said: "Control your mood. If you can survive before I solve the problem, I may be able to save you."
Yu Weiyang was stunned: "You..."
Zhuo Junyan, however, stopped saying anything and just walked out of the corner and returned to the long street.
There was no one on the long street anymore, probably because they were frightened by the battle next door.
Zhuo Junyan took Yu Weiyang straight to a restaurant and said: "Waiter."
The waiter came out tremblingly: "What does the guest want?"
"Just serve some good food, no need for wine." Zhuo Junyan sat down at the window and looked out at the street.
He actually sat down to eat in such a grand manner.
Yu Weiyang was also speechless.
However, feeling his calmness, Yu Weiyang felt more and more calm.
It's just death in the end, so why be afraid? She said to herself.
Several martial arts masters from the Zhanhu Hall happened to be coming from not far away, and saw Zhuo Junyan suddenly stop.
Zhuo Junyan smiled and waved to them, and several martial artists turned around and ran away as if they had seen a ghost.
Yu Weiyang looked at this scene indifferently.
After thinking for a while, he said: "The Vulcan cannon consumes a lot of bullets, they will think of this."
"But they don't know how much I can bring." Zhuo Junyan said coldly.
"How much?" Yu Weiyang asked.
Zhuo Junyan looked at her, thought for a while, and replied: "Did you see that box just now? I brought ten of them. And just now, I only used a third of the box."
Yu Weiyang's body trembled.
Zhuo Junyan continued: "That's only for the Vulcan cannon."
"Is there anything else?" Yu Weiyang was stunned.
Zhuo Junyan nodded: "The Vulcan Cannon consumes so much bullets that it is only needed to deal with large troops. I can't possibly carry this all, so I must need something else."
Zhuo Junyan brought a truckload of ammunition this time!
The officers and soldiers in Yancheng, even twice as much, wouldn't be enough to kill him.
It's just that Zhuo Junyan doesn't want this.
All the ferocity is just an appearance, Zhuo Junyan still has some bottom lines in his heart.
This also made him happy - the system wanted the deterrence value rather than the killing value.
If it's the killing value, then it's really going to kill people like crazy.
Well, no mercy now either.
At this moment, after answering Yu Weiyang's question, Zhuo Junyan said: "You already know about Sheng'an. I am going against the grain, and I don't know if there is any room for turning back, but you have no chance to regret it."
Yu Weiyang snorted.
She said: "You were missing for a few days and you brought back so many bullets. Does that mean you can bring more in the future?"
Zhuo Junyan nodded: "Yes. But I won't use it up every time, I will try to save as much as possible. I gave my previous gun to Qijin, and you took the Pavna Witness... Oh, this is it.
The name of the gun. Practice it when you have time. From now on, everyone will be your own."
Yu Weiyang completely understood.
Zhuo Junyan wants to build a firearms unit of his own. With this, he will have the capital to fight against the world.
And as the only party that can provide bullets, he hardly has to worry about others' betrayal.
Yu Weiyang said: "Others think you only have one county, but they don't know that what you really rely on is never strength in numbers."
Zhuo Junyan smiled slightly: "You can't say that. If the territory is large, the more helpers the better."
"You want to be the emperor?" Yu Weiyang asked.
Zhuo Junyan shook his head: "I'm not interested in being an emperor."
"Then what do you want?" Yu Weiyang was confused.
I just asked casually, but I saw Zhuo Junyan's expression twitching, as if he had been touched by something sad.
Is there anything wrong with this? Yu Weiyang is confused.
Zhuo Junyan looked at the long street, with a hint of melancholy in his eyebrows.
He murmured: "You failed me this time. Damn it... I don't even know why I came here."
Yu Weiyang was stunned.
At that moment, looking at Zhuo Junyan's melancholy eyes, she suddenly understood something.
It turns out that this man also has his own confusion.
It's just that he never said it, never said anything.
Even if life is confusing, he is always determined!